The other day between appointments (hair and optometrist) I stopped in at a local flea market. I've never had much luck finding anything there, but I'm always hunting for a certain iron skillet to replace one we broke after 30 years. One booth that I usually gravitate towards first has textiles and old copies of quilting magazines. Sometimes the owner has an old quilt out, but usually they're stained or made of cotton/poly blends or just plain falling apart.
This time, however, I was very lucky.
It's a beauty! A hand-stitched grandmother's flower garden quilt top. There were a few little rust stains here and there, but overall it is in great condition. The colors look washed out in the photo above, but they are a bit truer below.
Each flower has a pumpkin-orange center with the red, white, and blue print around it. The outer rings have a wonderful mixture of conversation prints, polka dots, checks and stripes.
It had to come home with me. Think of it as a rescue mission.
This now joins the never-ending hand quilting queue.